Taming The Untamed
Her chest pulsed in pain as she swallowed to conceal the clot in her throat.
She lowered her gaze and grabbed the small cup from the table, taking a sip of liquor. Her mind was in trance but she trailed off her thoughts when she heard the name of 'cross squad sect'.
She raised her head and looked at her uncle sitting on the throne. Her ears perked up as she carefully listened to his next sentence. "Yes, we must depart next month," Zale said and blossom slightly frowned.
"He is finally getting wedded to his soulmate after all these years. We must go to his wedding." One of the masters let out.